@psychotropek

emesis

I’ve been making music, playing games, writing games, programming tools, and writing stories since I realized I could. Not all at the same time. For years it was music, then games and music, and now writing. For a while, I feared myself a creative dilettante. I assure myself that music is something I can get back to. I tell myself I’ve made some interesting music already whether I do go back to it or not. I don’t need an identity as ‘a composer’ or ‘a writer’ because I have already made music and written some stories and they have made me and a few others feel things. I still get neurotic about it, though.

I have never fancied myself a writer. I loved writing when I was young, and I have always loved reading. As I aged, I stopped writing fiction. My internal editor and censor was too loud to squeeze much out. I would have plenty of stories in my head, but I would only jot down notes and use them as inspiration for the pen-and-paper/LARP games I was involved in. Writing is a craft that requires plenty of dedication and practice. Since I have so many hobbies, I've never thought I'd have the energy to give writing my stories. However, I recently had an idea that learning to write could improve my communication.

My relationship with social media confuses me. I signed up for Facebook in college and now use it to look at pictures of my friends' cats, see where people I've lost touch with are living and who they are loving. I 'follow' four people's feeds: my brother's, my best friend from childhood/adoptive sister's, a close friend from college/former boss, and a friend who is local to me but posts good things about baseball, cats, and Hawai'i. I have twitter and tweet once a year in a twittish fashion, I follow plenty of people but only consistently read Devin Townsend's posts. I use Google Plus to keep updated on my gaming acquaintances and friends from the Boston area. I keep a LiveJournal for my parents and some old friends and as a chronicle of my mundane life.

I've blogged for over two years about underwear engineering and construction. I still don't really know how to write prose. I thought I would write about my vomit slime generating algorithms.